Time seemed to be quiet at that time.

No one moved, and he didn't even dare to let out the air.

Most people's eyes are on Zhao Ziyou.

Only Chen Le peeled peanuts one by one.

When he counted silently in his heart, he peeled off the seventh peanut.

Zhao Ziyou finally moved.

He signaled the Yuling to get up first, then looked at the two waiters, as well as the manager who had just arrived and was stopped at the door, hooked his fingers, and asked the guards to let the female manager come in.

Then he pointed to the table where the three leftover vegetables and peanuts that Lu Jiawen put down, and said lightly, "Clean the table and serve the dishes, I'm hungry."

"Okay, OK, right now, right now."

The manager quickly pulled the two waiters to clean up.

"Are you going to be here or a private room?"

"Just here, move quickly, just serve it casually, I haven't eaten yet."

"Okay, OK, Mr. Zhao, I will immediately instruct the chef to do it."

Zhao Zi lobbled and sat down next to Chen Le again.

The Yuling General clasped his fists and saluted again, "Young Master, Master urges you..."

Zhao Ziyou glanced coldly, "What's the hurry? Don't you have to be beaten if you go back early or late? I'll eat before leaving."

From here, Chen Le also heard that Zhao Ziyou must have something to do at night, and he sneaked out to see him for the sake of the darkness.

So I said before that I would kneel to the ancestral hall all night when I was caught, but now it seems that I will be beaten, and it seems that my family education is extremely strict.

Zhao Ziyou has tried his best to see the night.

As if seeing through Chen Le’s thoughts, Zhao Ziyou casually explained, “I just escaped a few lessons about the emperor’s mind, an old thing.”

“…”

Lu Jiawen on the other side was so scared that he couldn't stop trembling all over. He knew that his life was in Zhao Ziyou's hands now, and he really wanted to kill him.

He actually wanted to humiliate Chen Le and show off in front of Tang Xiaoqian.

Who knew that for a woman, she would actually get involved in such a person.

He just didn't know what was wrong...

"Zhao, Master Zhao..."

"Shut up, there is no place for you to speak here."

Then, there was no sound in the scene again.

After a while, the dish covered with a metal lid was served in plates, and the efficiency was simply amazing.

And almost after serving the cold cuts, they immediately served the hot dishes. It seemed that several chefs were working together.

After the dishes were served, Zhao Ziyou asked someone to go down.

Then a group of people looked at Zhao Ziyou and Chen Le silently... eating vegetables there.

The atmosphere seemed a bit weird at that time.

Although I have been eating dishes with my head down, the dishes cooked in this restaurant are really unique, not all the colors, fragrance and taste, and the taste is very special, but Chen Le can't eat them.

How can I eat so many people stare at me?

Another big problem is that he is worried that after this, others will regard him as Zhao Ziyou's person.

He doesn't want this.

He still wants to draw a line with the other party and just maintain his identity as an ordinary friend.

Chen Le thought, would he have let Zhao Ziyou cut Lu Jiawen just now? Then he should have left now.

After eating something, Zhao Ziyou was indeed much calmer.

Of course, my anger towards Lu Jiawen is still difficult to extinguish.

He was humiliated.

The so-called royal family cannot be humiliated!

He ran away at the beginning. Even though he knew that he could not be a match for the White-faced Ghost, he turned around and fought to the death, because his education since childhood made him think that the dignity of the royal family was something heavier than his own life.

If he loses this and becomes a deserter, he will never think of raising his head in his life.

And now, Lu Jiawen is already humiliating him.

Although the other party may be unintentional, it is not trying to cause trouble for him.

But it is impossible to just let it go.

Another point is that he had to think about whether he had fallen into a trap and was lured by Chen Le to make a "knife" in his hand.

So, after taking a few bites, filling himself with some juice, Zhao Ziyou looked at Chen Le and asked, "What do you think you should do it well."

This is not a simple inquiry.

Zhao Ziyou is also scheming here.

This is equivalent to directly characterizing Chen Le as his "his own camp", at least to outsiders.

Otherwise, why did he ask Chen Le about his thoughts?

Moreover, it can be seen from Chen Le's little move just now that Chen Le did not want to kill Lu Jiawen, and he could also borrow Chen Le's answer to make a favor.

It is like returning the things I handled, and treating them as a favor I gave to Chen Le.

Chen Le didn't want to take on this.

He smiled and said, "How could I know, of course it depends on your Master Zhao's wishes."

Zhao Ziyou was not vague and stood up and said, "Okay, I understand what you mean."

Chen Le was shocked and thought to himself, if you know yarn, I don’t even know my meaning.

Hello, why did you answer this? It seems that you have expressed some opinions. The two of you are tacitly aware of it, so you understand. I really didn't say anything.

But... outsiders don't think so. This clearly shows that Chen Le is Zhao Ziyou's person.

Zhao Ziyou came to the kneeling Lu Jiawen less than 1 meter in front of him and looked down at Lu Jiawen from a high place.

"It was this hand that slipped just now, right?"

Zhao Zi lobbled, took the sword of a guard next to him, and pierced Lu Jiawen's right palm with one sword. The blood suddenly splashed and echoed with Lu Jiawen's screams.

Zhao Ziyou took a towel and stuffed it into Lu Jiawen's screaming mouth.

He grabbed the other person's hair and asked, "Well, are your hands still slipping now?"

Lu Jiawen has been used to being pampered since childhood. When have he suffered such hardship? His tears were flowing, but he did not dare to shake his head in any way.

Zhao Ziyou then continued, "You are so lucky. I have to go back and can't go out for a few days. I'll give you a chance now. I'll put that painting here. Within three days, if you can repair the painting and send it to me, I will spare you, otherwise..."

Zhao Ziyou spoke, bent down slightly, lowered his voice, and said ruthlessly, "If I can't receive the painting within 3 days, I promise that your family, a family of five, will not be able to see the sun on the fourth day. If you don't believe it, you can try it."

Since ancient times, anyone who has provoked the dignity of the royal clan has ended up implicating the nine clans.

After saying that, he didn't go to see Lu Jiawen who was trembling on his knees and said loudly, "Let's go", and then he took the people out in great strides. The two long swords placed in front of Lu Jiawen's neck were then taken back, and a group of guards also came out one after another.

Once these people left, Chen Le naturally could not stay for a long time.

I grabbed a greasy thigh and quickly followed it out while eating...

It was quite surprising that Zhao Ziyou didn't kill Lu Jiawen directly...

As for painting revision?
Chapter completed!